A bit from the start.
If I had to tell you exactly when I knew I would love you, it would have to be
Before I even really knew you.
I was just there minding my own business wondering what to do next
when you came into my life so suddenly.
This is the exact moment I knew I would only love you, that I did love you and that you knew I loved you.
Love is a stupid thing. I really hate it.
The second one of us changes our minds, it's all over.
You can't repair it, you cannot take it back, once that bond is broken it's never rebuilt.
But when it came to you and me, we never severed.
We came to be like the fall.
Surely the winter will bury our leaves but once Spring will come there we are, and Summer's a time when we're crushed under feet
of various things that will come, surely they will come.
Once the cold wind's blowing and the grounds seize to thaw, we become once more such a lovely color, and the leaves we fed
with our dying bodies will soon come join us on the ground.
Once again we're awoken and we dance as we fall, and so we are born again.
If I had to tell you exactly when I knew I would love you, it would have to be
After you came into my skin and looked for a place
where you could match my pace, and minding about my business you do what you do best
when you came into my life, it was so suddenly.
Love, reckless love of mine,
I've been meaning to write you a decent song for a very long time.
but the words were never right, and I cannot fathom how, you suddenly came to be called my own
Remembering you, always there behind me, not wanting to leave, and not knowing when to leave.
I wanted you to go, to fly off and be free, but you breathed my love in, and took it with you anyways.
I wondered in those years, exactly, "what is love?"
I knew then when I saw you again, 'love is you.'
Love is you.
You who came so suddenly into my life.
I knew it from the very start.
Before I even really knew you.
I was just there minding my own business wondering what to do next
when you came into my life so suddenly.
This is the exact moment I knew I would only love you, that I did love you and that you knew I loved you.
Love is a stupid thing. I really hate it.
The second one of us changes our minds, it's all over.
You can't repair it, you cannot take it back, once that bond is broken it's never rebuilt.
But when it came to you and me, we never severed.
We came to be like the fall.
Surely the winter will bury our leaves but once Spring will come there we are, and Summer's a time when we're crushed under feet
of various things that will come, surely they will come.
Once the cold wind's blowing and the grounds seize to thaw, we become once more such a lovely color, and the leaves we fed
with our dying bodies will soon come join us on the ground.
Once again we're awoken and we dance as we fall, and so we are born again.
If I had to tell you exactly when I knew I would love you, it would have to be
After you came into my skin and looked for a place
where you could match my pace, and minding about my business you do what you do best
when you came into my life, it was so suddenly.
Love, reckless love of mine,
I've been meaning to write you a decent song for a very long time.
but the words were never right, and I cannot fathom how, you suddenly came to be called my own
Remembering you, always there behind me, not wanting to leave, and not knowing when to leave.
I wanted you to go, to fly off and be free, but you breathed my love in, and took it with you anyways.
I wondered in those years, exactly, "what is love?"
I knew then when I saw you again, 'love is you.'
Love is you.
You who came so suddenly into my life.
I knew it from the very start.